E.s.g. Stay Strong lyrics

(*talking*)Man, on a normal occasionI'd tell you to roll something upPo some'ing up, but I ain't feeling that wayEverytime I turn around, another funeralAnother away man, how much can we take feel this

[E.S.G.]I'm riding one deep with my gun, naw I ain't having funWondering how to break the news, to my partna lil' sonHis daddy probably the saw the angels, death heCouldn't stop itBut God, why'd you have to take my dog Todd ProphetAlready lost Mello, now who gon be nextThink I'm feeling safe fake ass rappers, having plexWho you playing with, don't take your life for grantedSo many good people, seem to be the victims on thePlanetCan't understand it, now which religion talking noiseThem Catholic priests, be touching on lil' boysCan't trust your homeboys, you drop em off at homeHe call his partna on the phone, they done broke inYour homeNow what's wrong, said the Lord people dying too oftenWith no health or no insurance, can't afford no coffinSo today no flossing, another wake at eight o'clockJam Master Jay wasn't a gangsta, but he still got shotWhat's up

[Hook: (Kirby)]My partna use to be a baller but(Now he's gone, ah-oooh)And all I can tell his son, is(Try to hold on, ah-oooh)Yeah she use to be a star, but(Now she's gone, ah-oooh)Hey mama, they thought your son wouldn't make it but(I stayed strong, ah-oooh)[E.S.G.]Now lil' Tamika up the street, wanted a baller real badOnly 16, but already giving up the assYou got cash you could smash, you don't have to askShe needed money for clothes, so she stayed skippingClassCatch her flipping in a Jag, or flipping in the LexLaughing at the nerdy chicks, who believed in safe sexShe had one baby, had twins then anotherNow didn't slow at 18, all living with her mother

Steady bouncing out of town, rent-a-cars with crackMissing her kids birthday, what kind of mother is thatThe ass started getting flat, without using MetabolifeWhole neighborhood wondering, if Tamika on the pipeStrip clubs late at night, with bags under her eyesHad the flu for three months, feeling like she bout toDieBoyfriends disappeared, and so did the queenHIV in her bloodstream, girl died ay 19 damn

[Hook][E.S.G.]Now Lord I know, I'm in the valley of deathAnd can't no man predict, how many days he got leftUse to run the street, with some devilish ass demonsHigh on dust not giving a fuck, smoking wet steadySchemingHad to change my ways, and go another routeNow I use the studio, to let my pain outNo more chasing dreams, gotta make it on my ownCan't be waiting on the next man, gotta get my hustleOnNow in case you ain't know this, playboy I'm focusedOnly got one chance, no way in hell I can blow thisTurn my last five dollas, into a quarter millionBut money can't change, the fucking pain that I'mFeelingFrom Chris, Paul to Tremain, who else gon goThey even killed Romeo, from the Steve Harvey showSaid I'd be dead in a year, that was two years agoThank the Lord I'm still here, hope I live to see mo'Let's roll